Chapter Ninety-Six: Can't Bear the Second Time
"There are a few things for you to do!"
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…… Since there are some things that he, the wolf king, can't do, then let Heng Jun do it!
He's not a beast anyway!
"Yes!"
Hengjun responded.
The hair on the back of his neck trembled inexplicably.
Heng Jun was telling the truth, even if he went to the soup for the sake of the master, he was also ready to shed blood and sacrifice, but he didn't expect the master to say that there were "a few things" for him to do, but in fact, the first thing was to teach him the art of the sword.
Heng Jun was indescribably excited.
He had already been a little envious and jealous when he saw Wen Xuan's imperial sword flying, without him, just because the imperial sword flight was only learned by the disciples in the door and the Dharma protector disciples in the door, and he knew that his disciple outside the door was just an ant, but he still worked hard to practice, nothing more than to reach the stage of being able to fly the sword.
Now that he has the guidance of a famous teacher, and he thinks that he has reached the level of the marrow that even the disciples in the sect envy, it should not be difficult for him to fly.
But then, he was stimulated.
Sword, he used the master's method to make the sword man one.
The mantra of the exercises was also taught by the master himself, that is, even the blood veins were run according to the instructions of the master, but several times the flight was not smooth, not to mention falling from the sword, the qi and blood of the whole body were boiling and extremely uncomfortable.
He clearly remembered that Shizun was also the first time to take the sword, but Shizun was able to fly a hundred miles away all at once......
Heng Jun secretly looked in the direction of the cave.
The mountains and forests are covered with snow, and the cave is still pitch black, and nothing can be seen.
Is his qualifications too dull?
Heng Jun exhaled and stepped on the sword again.
At this time, the voice of the master suddenly came to my ears.
Heng Jun was busy and focused on listening carefully.
Since seeing Shizun again, Shizun, who had rarely spoken, rarely spoke, even the mantra that taught him Edgeworth......
Hey? Isn't this the Edgeworth mantra that his master taught him before?
No, it's not the same as the Edgeworth mantra taught by the previous master. Was he mistaken?
Heng Jun hesitated, and followed the mantra taught by the master again.
The vitality surged in the body, and although it was still a little uncomfortable, it was still able to continue.
As the vitality moved, the sword body trembled slightly.
Heng Jun's eyes lit up, and the exercise mantra this time was much better than the last time.
Heng Jun thought like this, and the vitality ran more smoothly.
Soon, the sword body trembled slightly, trembled in place, and flew away.
Heng Jun exclaimed, his body quickly lowered so that he was not hung from his sword by the treetops that suddenly poked out in front of him. And when I looked at it again, I really flew.
The branches of the heavy snow crushed at their feet, and the foothills undulated and winded.
The cold wind blows the face, and the heart stirs like fire.
He really flew!
Heng Jun forced his excitement and circled in mid-air before Edgeworth left.
In the cave, Yu Hao, who knew that Heng Jun had left without a probe, cracked the wolf's mouth slightly.
He also "accidentally" heard the sword technique from the mouth of that Innocent Sect disciple. Originally, I thought that this kind of exercise that was just a means of transportation could be learned by Heng Jun, but I didn't expect that even this kind of exercise would have to be combined with the attributes of the five elements. Fortunately, his brain is still a little smart, and if he changes a few words in the formula, Hengjun will be able to fly as he wishes.
…… Even though the group of black shadows that had broken into the forest had already left, when his divine sense was all released, he could clearly distinguish that those people were the villains who attacked the Five Sects.
It's just a bunch of wolves in the forest, how could they suddenly provoke them?
Could it be because of the wolf howl he let out when he was helping Hengjun?
His consciousness suddenly became unusually clear, as if he was separated from the answer by a thin veil, and as long as he poked it lightly, he could get a glimpse of the truth.
So he asked Heng Jun to walk around on his behalf, to see if there were other wolf footprints in the nearby mountains and forests.
If it is the same as him here, there are no traces of wolves, then it means that people would rather kill by mistake than let go. If only the wolves here were wiped out, then he would have to lead the current wolf cubs to change places.
He wasn't afraid of those bad guys coming again, but the wolf cubs couldn't bear it a second time.
Yu Hao's figure was like lightning, and he had already come out of the cave in the blink of an eye.
Unlike the warmth inside the cave, the outside of the cave is cold. And this chill made the wolf hair around Yu Hao's body tremble slightly, and the lightning silver light on his forehead suddenly brightened.
The faint green wolf's eyes suddenly became ink, and the wind was born under Yu Hao's claws, and in an instant, his body was like electricity, and he disappeared outside the cave.
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Flash.
The cold wind goes.
Spring is coming.
The icy cold of the mountain peaks turns into murmuring snow water, which glides through the mountains and forests with a clear and moving flow.
The grass sprouts green heads, the flowers give light colors, and the trees rustle and sway in the wind.
Tiny birds, huge beasts, birds flying in the sky fall to the ground, drinking the melted snow, making heavy or pleasant sounds.
The mountains and forests, which had been silent for the whole winter, glowed with the colors of spring.
The deepest part of the mountain forest.
The cave, which had not been touched for almost the last half of the winter, was silent.
I don't know when the entrance of the cave was blocked by huge rocks, and even the vines gave color to the rocks.
Butterflies fly from afar, fluttering and landing on the colored rocks, their wings trembling slightly.
But before it really stopped, the butterfly flew away.
Just a moment after the butterfly flew away, the rocks burst open.
The sound of "boom-" was deafening.
A figure appeared.